Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Be This Gentle

A regular on my commute

Be this gentle.

Those words came to me as I slowed to bid a good afternoon to this bunny who I frequently see on my commute. He's constrained to it, you could suggest, by his size, his physical and mental attributes: his niche is gentleness. I'll give you that. It's a nice niche.I also thought: if a powerful animal, with many more options in front of him, with wealth, and power, and technology, and communications, and knowledge, can choose to be this gentle, but does not, I want to know why not? Do we just have the opposite of this inside us, which with its claws and teeth and sharp fangs just has to get out, no matter what? Are we not that strong?Be this gentle.

I agree Jim, and I think the continent/country of Australia will back us up on that, although to be fair we can't honestly blame the bunnies themselves for the Australian Plague of Rabbits, since they are still just going about their business the best they know how. But in the case of this post, I am referring to this particular specimen, on this particular day, doing what he's doing. He is kept to the straight and narrow of his grass-munching ways by a low woven wood fence surrounding a nearby gourmet garden outside a nice Spanish restaurant. Given the opportunity, I'm sure even this gentle soul would nibble that to nubs, too.

anniebikes, I'm not sure what he is. We have crazy-looking desert jackrabbits with giant ears, and we also have domestic strains gone feral that quickly take on this brownish coloration. I don't know if the two have met and become one, or if this is just a baby jackrabbit. I think I need to consult a Lagomorphologist. Is there one in the house?

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